She sniffed to clear her nose and it was an ugly sound, but Scout curled her tongue for a few breaths of silent meditation, just for a moment, to take her to a weary semblance of proper Jedi calm.

Scout was not ashamed of tears. They meant some emotional investment, but they were trivial compared to outbursts.

"Worlds," she said, since even feeling small and humiliated didn't stop her from wanting to correct people. "I heard about the forgetting. I lost some things - most of the last two years isn't very clear, and there are some other things, but I remember."

She was more subdued now, but still Scout never really stopped thinking. "Is that strange? Do aliens crossing the Veil tend to remember more?" By which she just meant people from entirely different planets.